I had been saving up for some weeks now to buy a new Web Cam and at last I had enough.
"What do you think?" I asked my mother and sister after I had installed it.
"Lovely dear," said my mum who I knew had no idea what it was.
"What are you going to do with your old one?" asked ZoÃ« my sister sweetly. "A couple of my school friend have them and I could talk to them with it, couldn't I?"
Well I suppose I could let her use it after all I had no plans for it.
"Sure sis," I said.
"You'll have to install it for me," ZoÃ« said, "you know what I'm like with computers."
Fucking useless, that's what she's like.
"Yeah ok," I agreed.
First problem I knew that her computer, which was mine before I bought my new one last year, didn't have a spare USB port.
It took awhile to sort it all out but as I was making the finial connections I had a brain wave. My old Web Cam was plugged into a USB extension hub that had three spare ports on it. If I plugged an extension cable into one of those and drilled a small hole to my room next door I could plug her Cam into my computer. The very thought of seeing into her room gave me a hard on.
Now my sister isn't the prettiest girl about, no that Clare Wriggly down the road with her pretty face and big tits; but saying that she isn't that bad either. True her tits are small and her legs are skinny but I'm sure, give her a few years and she be fine.
"So show me how it works then?" she asked excitedly.
I booted up the software and used a dial up connection to get things running. I left her waving and talking to her friend from school.
Next door in my room, I booted up my more powerful computer and there on my monitor was the output from her Web Cam. Ok at the moment she was just talking garbage to her school friend but later, oh yes later we would see something.
The time dragged but at last she decided to have her bath, this was what I had been waiting for. Where her computer and Web Cam were sitting I could see most of her room. The door opened and in she came, I held my breath as she quickly stripped off and put her dressing gown on. I only got a quick flash of her naked body but while she was having a bath I replayed it in slow motion. She was still pretty scrawny but she did have some shape, more than I would have thought but then she was only fourteen.
Her door opened and in she came with a large bath towel wrapped a round her. She sat at her dressing table and brushed her hair.
"Come on, come on," I whispered impatiently.
As if she had heard me she stood up and dropped the towel.
"My oh my," I said softly.
She stood in front of her mirror and looked at herself for some time, turning this way and that. Then she cupped her small tits and squeezed them. Although there was no sound I could imagine her sighing from her open mouth.
I got my hard cock out and started to stroke it while I watched. She finished squeezing her tits and now she walked over to her bed and she lay down. I could scarcely breath as I watched her hand moved between her legs and she slowly stroke herself.
"I could do that for you sis," I whispered.
In different rooms we both moved forward to our own separate orgasm, I spurted first into a tissue shortly followed by her body silently bucking on her bed.
I caught my breath and watched as she pulled her nightdress on. Before switching off I copied all the evenings action on to a disk. I had decided before hand that I would never keep anything incriminating on my hard drive, everything must be transferred to DVD.
I became a regular voyeur watching her nightly rituals and copying them on to disk and it never ceased to arouse me; then I hit the jackpot.
"Hi mum," she said sweetly, "Is it ok if Clare comes for a sleep over."
"Clare who dear," our mum said absentmindedly.
"You know, Clare Wriggly from down the street," she explained.
I couldn't believe my luck, the prettiest girl about to spending time in my sister's room with me watching.
"Sure dear," our mum said, god bless her.
It was going to be a Friday night, Saturday morning sleep over but the days dragged on and on until at last she was here. I just wish they would stop talking and get undressed ready for bed. I had told our mother that I was doing my homework, well I was, but I had one eye on the small window in the top left hand corner of my monitor showing my sister's room.
"At fucking last," I whispered as I watched my sister pull her t-shirt over her head; she wasn't wearing a bra.
Her tits, I swear had grown some since I started my night-time vigils. Clare was much more developed, as her top came off her bra was overflowing with ripe tits.
"Fucking lovely," I whispered and my hand became busy in my lap.
Almost too slowly they stripped off naked but they kept on talking, good job I had no sound. My eyes nearly left their sockets as Clare reached out and cupped my sister's tits; then my sister reached out and she did the same. I was already spurting into my tissue but I didn't go soft as I watched their antics on the screen. Their bodies entwined with each other, their hands moving over each other's skin. I had heard that girls did this sort of thing sometimes but I never quite believed it until now.
"If you invite some of your girlie friend over you can at least be quiet," I said Saturday afternoon after Clare had left.
"What?" she snapped.
"Don't know what you two were doing with all that moaning and groaning," I said.
"You've been spying on me," she accused.
Yeah, if she only knew.
"Difficult not to sis," I said, "I trying to do my homework and you two were screaming away."
"We weren't screaming," she shouted then looked about in case anybody had heard her.
She was lucky for dad was at the football and mum and gone out shopping.
"Ok," I said, and walked away.
"Wait," she called out after me.
"I've got to finish my homework," I called back over my shoulder.
"Look brother," she said for she had followed me, "you haven't told anybody about this have you?"
"Tell anybody about your moaning and groaning with big tits Clare," I laughed as I saw her body twitched when I mentioned Clare's attributes.
"You haven't have you?" she asked again.
"No sis," I confirmed.
"Thanks brother," she sighed with relief.
"So what were you doing to make all that noise?" I asked innocently.
"None of you business," she snapped.
"Ok," I said.
"We were trying on some new clothes," she lied as an explanation.
"Didn't sound like that," I said, "it sounded like you two were getting in on together."
Again I saw her body twitch.
"You've got an disgusting mind," she snapped.
"That's true," I laughed, "but then Clare does have a great pair of tits on her."
"Stop being so disgusting," she said.
She sat down on my bed her head hanging down.
"That's all you boys think about," she whispered. "I can't help it if my boobs are small."
"Hi sis," I said, "I didn't mean anything about you. Look at mum, she got a great pair on her."
"You're being disgusting again," she said but I could see her face brighten a little.
"Your tits may be small," I said, "but I'm sure they are very nice."
"Stop it," but she sounded much more cheerful. "I'll better be off, you won't tell will you?"
"No it our little secret sis," I laughed.
She gave me a long look then left.
"What have you been saying about me?" asked an angry Clare on the way home from school on Monday.
"Me," I stared, "I don't think I've mentioned you in weeks."
"Your sister says you've been disgusting, talking about us," she explained.
"Oh that," I said, "I was just complaining about the noise you two were making Friday night, that's all."
"Oh," she said and I noticed her face going red.
"You heard us then?" she whispered.
"Difficult not to," I said, "I'm only in the next room and you were both making a racket."
"Oh," she said.
"Got me excited though hearing you two getting it on," I said.
"What! We weren't doing anything," she snapped.
"Yeah right," I laughed, "look I'm only next door, just a few feet away and those walls are very thin so don't come it with me; I know exactly what you two were doing."
She tried to stare me down but in the end her eyes dropped.
"You haven't you know, told anybody have you?" she whispered.
"Who's to tell," I said.
She looked at me and smiled.
"Just next time, invite me into join you," I said more in jest than anything.
"You're being disgusting again," but she laughed, "ZoÃ« said you would be."
"I'll like to be disgusting with you," I said feeling bold.
"Yeah I bet," she giggled.
"No really," I said.
"Well ok," she said smiling at me.
"When?" I asked.
"Sometime," she said and ran off before I could stop her.
"Clare told me that you were being disgusting with her yesterday?" accused ZoÃ«.
"Only in my dreams," I said.
"What?" she said.
"Never mind," I sighed. "She came up to me and told me that you had told her all about me listening to you two going at it."
"We weren't going at it," she hissed.
"Well Clare said you were," I said stretching the point.
"She never?" she whispered looking around in case anybody was close enough to hear.
"Didn't deny it when I said it," I said.
"Look lets go to your room," she whispered. "Look we were just fooling around, you know."
"No I don't know," I said.
"Stop it," she hissed, "I'm certainly not going to tell you any details."
"Oh pity," I said.
"Stop it, you're being disgusting again," she laughed. "As I said we were just fooling around, fighting and stuff and we were obviously making more noise than we thought."
"So you weren't being disgusting with each other," I said.
"Don't even go there," she said but her face was bright and shiny.
"Weren't touching each other," I carried on.
"I said don't," she laughed, "you and your mind."
"I can just see you now," I said and of course I could.
"Won't you ever stop?" she giggled.
"I am just jealous that I wasn't invited," I said.
"Now you're being really disgusting," she giggled again.
"Yeah but what fun," I said.
We had been sitting side by side on my bed, now I pushed her flat and lay on top of her.
"Stop it," she half fought me off and giggled.
"It's not the same without Clare being here," I said.
I kissed her exposed neck and my hands ran up her sides.
"Stop it you idiot," she lightly screamed, "I'm your sister."
"Yes I know," I lifted myself up on my straight arms, "and very pretty she is too."
"Don't you dare even think about doing anything," she said her voice strange and breathless.
"You mean like running my hands over your small but perfect breasts," I whispered.
"No, don't," she squealed as I moved my hand from one peak to the next. "Please stop."
I looked down at her pretty face, her eyes closed and her mouth open, she was breathing heavily; she didn't look like someone who wanted me to stop. Her eyes snapped open and she just stared up at me.
"Please I know we want to but we mustn't," she whispered. "Look we can do things you and I, please just stop now."
"Ok sis," I said and I rolled off her and together we laid side by side.
"Thanks," she sighed.
Nobody said anything for some while.
"Look brother," she said almost too quiet for me to hear, "I'll have a word with Clare, ok. I'll try to work something out."
"Yeah, ok," I said. "Sorry if I freak you out sis, it's just."
"Yeah me too," she said and gripped my hand hard. "Me too."
We became closer after that, often talking and laughing together.
"What about Clare?" I asked one afternoon after school.
"Well I sort of mentioned it to her," she said, "she seemed keen enough but wouldn't give me a date."
"What did you say to her?" I asked.
"Well I said you wanted to have a date with her," she said.
"With you both," I laughed.
"Yeah, wouldn't that be fun," she said. "But seriously I don't think I'm going to swing it for you; sorry."
"Then I'm going to have to take my perverted desires out on you my sweet sister," I said making a half hearted grab for her.
"In your dreams," she giggled and easily moving out of my way.
"Lets go upstairs to my room and fool around for a bit?" I asked.
"I'm not sure we should," she said.
I took her hand and pulled her along.
"Just for a bit," I said.
"Ok, but nothing perverted," she said allowing herself to be lead.
She was still in her school uniform but she took her blazer off and folded it neatly then she sat next to me on the bed.
"What are you going to do?" she asked, her voice sounding funny.
"How about a kiss?" I said.
Her face turned towards me and out lips met, we both lost our balance and toppled over; but our lips stayed in contact.
"You kiss nice," she said.
"You do too," I replied.
Our lips met again and this time I place my hand on her smooth thigh and moved it upwards. Her arms went around my neck and she hugged me tight. My other hand found her tit and I gently squeezed bring a low moan from her lips.
"Oh God," she groaned. "We should stop now."
"Yeah," I replied moving my hand from one tit to the other.
Reluctantly I sat up leaving her there panting. Her short school skirt was bunched up around her waist showing me her school knickers.
"I'll have another go at Clare for you," she said pulling her skirt down.
"To tell you the truth sis," I said smiling down at her, "I really don't want her anymore."
I could see that really hit a good place.
"Stop it," she giggled.
"No really," I said, "what's she got that would interest me?"
"You mean other than her pretty face and big tits," she giggled.
"I think I've grown out of big tits," I said, "and nobody has a prettier face than you."
"Stop it," she whispered.
"No it's true," I said bending down and kissing her again.
"Look brother," she said again breathless. "Please we mustn't do this."
"Why?" I said kissing her again and squeezing her tits.
"God will you stop that," she said pushing me away. "How can I think with you doing things to me."
"So don't think," I said and kissed her again.
This time her arms went around my neck and we hugged each other tightly.
"Stop, stop," she broke away and sat up.
"Look, I'm not going to let you do it to me," she said, "however much I want you to. We can do things together but you must promise me you'll stop before we go too far."
"Sorry sis," I said, "I can't do that."
"What!" she said.
"Look I'm being honest here," I said standing up and pacing the room. "There's no way I can promise to stop, ok."
"Please brother," she said.
"No I want you and I'm going to have you," I said forcefully.
Her head came up and our eyes met.
"Look I can't stop you, you're much too strong, but please don't make me pregnant," she said.
"Don't worry sis," I grinned, "I'll buy some protection first."
"There's the front door," she said and she departed to greet our mother.
Our school is quite progressive in some ways and to stop teenage pregnancies and things like STD's there is always a box of condoms in the Senior's common room. I'm not a senior until next year but I snuck in a pinched a few.
It was Friday night and mum and dad had gone off to the club for a few drinks. ZoÃ« had come down from her bath and was sitting on the sofa watching the TV. I sat down beside her and put my arm around her.
"Give me a kiss," I demanded.
"Stop it," she said, "I'm watching this."
I grabbed her and pushed her flat and moved to get on top of her.
"Stop it," she giggled and tried to push me off.
My hands found her dressing gown tie and quickly I undid it and pulled the two half apart. She was wearing a shortie nightgown.
"Stop it," she giggled and wriggled about under me.
I bent down and kissed her just above her knickers.
"Oh god don't," she groaned.
Of course I didn't stop but worked upwards until I was kissing her small naked tits. I sat up and her eyes followed my every movement as I pulled her frilly knickers off. I unzipped and pulled my hard cock out and carefully rolled a condom over it. She didn't say a word or try and stop me as I pushed forward. Slowly I pushed more and more until suddenly I was all the way in and her body jerked. I bent down and kissed her gently on the lips, her arms hugged me tight and together we rocked. Building up in tempo we were now banging together hard and fast.
"Oh my god," she groaned, her hips jerking out of rhythm as her orgasm washed through her body.
I too twitched as I spunked. We lay together for a long time and at last my cock slipped out of her.
"Was that ok?" I asked.
"Mmm," she said, "and thanks for not stopping."
"Yeah," I said, "I told you I wouldn't."
"That you did big brother," she sighed. "How many of those things have you got?"
"Enough to keep you happy," I smirked.
"Fucking good," she smiled up at me.